The villain's little leather shoes clicked on the table, and his face was full of sorrow, and he complained frantically.

"In the past hundred years, this music box has been in the hands of many people, but because it is contaminated with my resentment, this music box will bring bad luck to people."

"Almost every owner who collects this antique music box ends up either bankrupt or disabled."

"In the last twenty or thirty years, basically every owner will die suddenly or tragically."

The villain looked at Zhong Jianian directly, pointed at his nose and said: "The fat man who gave you the music box, he knows that there is a problem with the music box, you don't know people clearly, and you really deserve to be pitted~"

Wanwan's little hand slapped on the table and said angrily, "How can you speak?" ”

"Brother Nian is a good person."

"How can a good person be harmed by a bad person? It's obviously a bad person. ”

The villain immediately nodded and apologized: "Xiaodaojun, you are right, good people have a safe life, and bad people should be unlucky every day!" ”

Xia Zhihuai looked at this hundred-year-old ghost who saw the wind and steered the rudder, and his expression was very indescribable.

"What now?"

Xia Zhihuai and Zhong Jianian looked at each other, and finally set their eyes on Wanwan's face.

Wanwan brought the music box over and placed it on the table to observe for a few seconds.

"The bad thing is because the gloomy wood is nurturing and the strength is getting stronger and stronger, which will have a more serious impact on the owner of the music box collection."

"This music box has been stained with the blood of bad things, although it has been wiped clean, but it is full of his breath, and when he was injured, it became a sojourn object, and it was slowly raised into a gloomy wood, and it was no longer suitable for being placed at home."

Zhong Jianian was a little regretful, but after thinking about it, even if it wasn't gloomy wood, he wouldn't dare to put it at home again.

Let's take it to the Centennial Museum.

After all, it is an antique that has been displaced for a hundred years and witnessed the entire beacon era.

……

Wanwan bit her fingers, poked the villain with her fingers, and said in a milky voice: "I'll send you to Hades, will you?" ”

The villain was completely stunned after hearing this, and after a few seconds, he lay on his back on the table and cried, the cry was sad and hit the soul, but there were no tears.

After death, there are no tears.

If you can shed tears, this soul will soon disappear.

"Don't you want to go?" Wanwan frowned in embarrassment, gritted her teeth and said, "Then I can only break you up, otherwise you will continue to affect others, and you will even become a very bad villain in the future." ”

The villain stiffened a carp, immediately got up from the table, hugged Wanwan's fingers tremblingly, and hiccuped and said: "If you want it, Xiaodaojun, you send me to reincarnation, I don't know how long I've been waiting." ”

As soon as the villain touched Wanwan's fingertips, it was as if he had been burned by fire, and he quickly let go of his hand.

Wanwan scratched the back of her head, thinking about how to open the door of Hades.

I heard that it is not the three festivals of the upper yuan, the middle yuan, and the lower yuan, and the gate of the underworld cannot be opened casually.

"Wait, I'll ask how to open the gates of Hades."

Wanwan put her little hand into her pocket, rubbed her little belly, and then felt out a jade slip.

Xia Zhihuai suddenly became vigilant and asked someone?

Who to ask?

Is Wanwan that unreliable master?

Until Wanwan took out the jade slip and pasted it on the door of the round head, Xia Zhihuai didn't figure out where this jade slip, which was worth a lot of money at a glance, came from?

He put his hand into the pocket of the little dinosaur jumpsuit and touched it, only to touch the round little belly.

"Hahahaha...... Brother, what are you doing? ”

Wanwan covered her little belly, was scratched a little, and giggled.

"Let's see if you're a blue fat man." Xia Zhihuai was serious and withdrew his hand.

Wanwan's eyes widened curiously: "What is the blue fat man?" ”

"Cartoon, I'll show you at home."

Xia Zhihuai didn't expect that she didn't even know that the blue fat man had been too miserable in the past three years, right?

"Okay." Wanwan put the jade slip on the table, it was still blank, but she blinked her round eyes and said, "I asked." ”

Xia Zhihuai felt that he had a cat in his heart, and he was about to be scratched to death, he was really curious: "So how did you ask?" ”

"Jane Jane told me, that's it, put Jane on the door of your head, and it will speak."

Wanwan demonstrated.

Xia Zhihuai was suspicious, put the jade slip on his head, and didn't even hear the cat meow.

Zhong Jianian watched his childish movements, raised his hand and pressed the corners of his upturned lips, Xia Zhihuai accidentally glanced at it, coughed awkwardly, and put down the jade slip.

"If I listen to you again, I'll be a mallet!"

Xia Zhihuai felt that his face had fallen to the ground, and it was so broken that it couldn't stick to it.

Wanwan spread her hands: "Brother, you can't do it, it's not that Jian Jian doesn't speak." ”

Xia Zhihuai gritted his teeth, he had no conscience.

"Jian Jian said that the gate of Hades cannot be opened." Wanwan explained the results first.

The villain suddenly lay on the ground in despair, and he had no strength to struggle, so he just wanted to be a salted fish.

Wanwan said again: "But Jian Jian said that although Wanwan can't open the Hades, she can ask her uncle to come up and help." ”

The villain immediately sat cross-legged and straightened upright, with a deaf attitude.

"So, I'll try it out as Jane says."

Wanwan jumped off the stool, and then jumped on the ground three times: "Uncle Impermanence, Wanwan is looking for your help." ”

After jumping three times, Wanwan stopped moving, staring at the ground seriously.

Zhong Jianian spoke: "This is the seventeenth floor, will it not be good?" ”

Wanwan shook her head: "It's okay, Uncle Impermanence will rush over when he hears it." ”

After waiting for about two minutes, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the room, and a long figure appeared in front of everyone through the wall.

Even Xue Yang saw the black impermanence silhouette, and was so shocked that he almost couldn't close his mouth.

Gan!

Lifetime series!

……

"Uncle Black Impermanence."

Wanwan wowed in surprise when she saw Hei Wuchang, looked up at the tall figure of the other party, and really felt very majestic.

Black Impermanence Fan Wuyi looked down at Xiao Bu'er, who had just reached his knees, clicked on the tablet in his hand, and confirmed that it was the child in front of him who summoned him.

He bent down and leaned his face over Wanwan, taking a closer look at her silhouette and physiognomy.

"Human cubs?"

Wanwan nodded: "Uncle, I am looking for your help." ”

"My name is Wanwan, and I'm Little Peach Fairy."

Fan Wuyi's fingers lightly patted her Heavenly Spirit Cover, and only then did he discover the golden seal on her forehead.

It turned out to be a fairy spirit.

No wonder he was summoned.

"What?" Fan Wuyi is famous for having few words, but he is reliable and efficient.

Wanwan touched the music box in front of Fan Wuyi: "I want to ask you to help take a ghost to the underworld to report." ”

Fan Wuyi's gaze fell on the table, and the place in the room had the heaviest yin qi.

Being stared at by Fan Wuyi, the villain's body stiffened, and he stood on the table honestly and decently, and arched his hand: "I've seen adults." ”

Fan Wuyi was not surprised by this situation, and twisted a wisp of the ghost qi on the villain's body and stuffed it into the tablet, and the information about the ghost's life immediately appeared on it.

"Xiao Wenhe, born on May 27 in the year of Jiashen, died on the seventh day of July in the year of Kwai Chou, at the age of 29."

"The cause of death, murder."